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Rk stilly night. There was no time for idle thoughts, no time to be
wasted, for it was evident from their appealing cries that the members
of outpost No. 4 had been attacked by the blood-thirsty Moros. Lieut.
Bickham, commanding Company "F," proceeded in all haste to cross the
deep ravine and re-inforce the brave men, who, though outnumbered by a
large majority, were nevertheless fighting desperately for their lives.
They arrived on the scene too late to prevent the massacre and death of
their fallen comrades, for the savages had by this time made well their
escape, after performing one of the most savage, most treacherous and
most blood-curdling deeds, that has ever hitherto been recorded in the
pages of bloody history. Not content with killing their victims, they
had cut them with their bolos and long spears, until their bodies were
beyond recognition. The killed were Sergeant Foley and Pvt. Carey of Co.
"G," 27th U. S. Infantry, men whose gallantry, kindness, bravery, and
social disposition had won for them the admiration of not only the
members of their own company, but of everybody who knew them. The
wounded were Pvts. VanDorn and Christianson, also of Co. "G." A BRAVE
STAND. Perhaps never in the history of battles and wars did men f